Chapter 678 - 182: Invincible at Acupoint? Sorry, You’ve Come to the Wrong Place

Chapter 678: Chapter 182: Invincible at Acupoint? Sorry, You’ve Come to the Wrong Place

"Chu Fan of the Demon Suppression Bureau—"

"Still holding the stage for the Acupoint Realm!"

"Who dares to fight!"

This was no mere shout.

Infused with thick Primordial Qi, the roar transformed into rolling waves of sound that instantly exploded across the skies of Cuiyun Mountain.

Each word struck like a heavy hammer on a drum, carrying a heart-stopping, piercing force that reverberated back and forth between the mountains.

The ancient trees at the mountain’s base rustled, sending leaves scattering through the air.

The field fell into a brief, eerie silence.

The wind had died down without anyone noticing, and the whispers had ceased.

Thousands of pairs of eyes stared, stunned, at the figure wielding a Long Saber in the center of the stage.

His cultivation was clearly only in the Divine Power Realm, yet his proud, solitary stance made him seem like an insurmountable, towering mountain.

Then, in an instant—BOOM!

Like a long-suppressed volcano, the entire crowd erupted in an instant!

A tidal wave of sound washed over the arena!

The Acupoint Realm geniuses from every major sect and Noble Family in Qing Province all shot to their feet.

Wave after wave of powerful auras surged skyward, roiling the very clouds!

Multicolored Spiritual Lights crisscrossed the viewing stands as their battle intent soared to the heavens!

"Arrogant! Unbelievably arrogant!"

"A mere Divine Power Realm cultivator dares to hold the stage for the Acupoint Realm?"

"Does he think we have no one in Qing Province?"

"He wins against Zhang Yingying with a sneak attack and suddenly thinks he can sweep the entire Acupoint Realm?"

"Holding the Acupoint Realm stage, but he’s not just taking on the beginners—he’s pointing his sword at the very peak! Does he want to trample all over the Bright Heart Realm’s honor too?"

"He’s insane! This kid has definitely lost his mind!"

"He’s showing zero respect for the peak Acupoint Realm experts from the major sects and Noble Families. What an absolute joke!"

"Third Heaven of Divine Power Realm... How does he dare!"

Angry roars echoed through the crowd.

"I’ll take him on! I’ll teach him the true meaning of a peak Acupoint Realm expert’s power!"

"Let me go first! I’ll take his head and kick it like a ball within three moves!"

For a time, the crowd was in a frenzy. The scene seethed with excitement, like a pot of boiling water.

Some leaped straight from the crowd, their eyes bloodshot, desperate to charge the stage, stomp Chu Fan underfoot, and grind his bones to dust to vent their fury.

Others stood with arms crossed and sinister gazes, content to watch the show from the sidelines, hoping someone else would test the boy’s mettle and see what other Bottom Cards he held.

Still more, however, found their interest piqued by Chu Fan’s supreme arrogance.

Sometimes, a madman is more captivating than a genius.

On the higher viewing platforms, the expressions of the final group of top-tier prodigies—who had arrived late, intending to be the main event—also turned sour.

This Profound Origin Secret Realm tournament was supposed to be their show, their stage to achieve fame in a single battle and earn the admiration of thousands.

Although the Bright Heart Realm stage had yet to open, they saw themselves as the supreme prodigies of Qing Province and deserved to be bathed in the limelight.

Who would have thought that this bastard Chu Fan, relying on sheer madness, would completely steal the spotlight from everyone.

Every single gaze—whether in awe, fury, or curiosity—was now fixated on him and him alone!

The geniuses from the major sects and Noble Families, who had spent years in seclusion preparing for this tournament, had now been reduced to mere background props. How could they possibly be reconciled to that?

Yet, at this moment, there was nothing they could do.

Their status was set. How could a Bright Heart Realm expert possibly fight on the Acupoint Realm stage?

They could only swallow their frustration, leaving it to fester inside them until they felt sick with it.

Wang Dandan couldn’t help but grind his teeth. "That Chu Fan is just a damn shit-stirrer, here to mess everything up on purpose..."

SLAP!

He didn’t even finish his sentence before Wang Yiyi slapped him.

"If Chu Fan is a shit-stirrer, then what does that make me and the Commandery Princess?"

Princess Zhaohua: "..."

Wang Dandan and the others: "..."

Princess Zhaohua had finally had enough. "All of you, get out!"

Wang Yiyi glared at Wang Dandan. "You heard her! She told you to get out!"

Princess Zhaohua: "You too! Get out!"

...

The uproar grew more and more intense, until finally, someone snapped.

"Get the hell down here!"

Along with a chorus of angry shouts, dozens of figures unfolded their colorful Primordial Qi Light Wings and swooped down toward the Acupoint Realm stage like descending falcons!

However, just as the group was about to touch the edge of the stage—

VMMMM!

An invisible yet utterly terrifying pressure descended from the heavens without warning.

Like a giant, invisible hand, it instantly quashed all commotion.

The ones at the forefront came to a dead stop, as if they had slammed into an invisible wall of steel. The impact even sent their blood and qi into turmoil.

High on the platform, Qingyangzi’s Daoist robes swayed gently in the wind. His indifferent gaze swept over the disciples below—a chaotic mess of rising battle intent.

He spoke slowly, his voice soft, yet it pierced every eardrum. "This is an arena battle, a contest of martial principles, not a street brawl."

He paused, then said two words: "Line up."

Though his voice was quiet, it carried an undeniable, divine authority.

Each word struck their hearts like a heavy hammer, making their very Divine Souls tremble.

The fervor on the faces of the once-defiant and arrogant peak Acupoint Realm geniuses instantly cooled, replaced by deep apprehension and respect.

In the face of absolute power, who would dare act out of line?

One by one, they reined in their auras, obediently returned to the ground, and formed a long queue.

In a corner of the viewing stands, Wang Yiyi, beside Princess Zhaohua, watched the solitary, proud figure below and couldn’t help but grin, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. "Looks like there’s no shortage of people who want to beat him up... Now things are getting interesting."

Beside her, a young man from the Wang Family in brocade robes frowned. He couldn’t help but ask, "Sis, you know this Chu Fan. He’s certainly... unorthodox. But does he really have that kind of strength?"

"Everyone lining up down there is a genuine peak Acupoint Realm expert."

"If I were to fight him, what would be my chances of winning?"

The young man’s eyes held a hint of both confidence and inquiry.

The smile on Wang Yiyi’s face vanished. She slowly turned her head to look at the young man as if he were an idiot, her tone so placid it was unnerving. "It’s nothing... He’d just beat the shit out of you, that’s all."